Futuristic Kenn
Y'all niggas still can't dress rocking all that designer
Why you flexing with the packs, buddy you a small timer
Pissy yellow colored stones in my ear I might blind them
They be staring at my feet like goddamn where'd you find them
Smoking Shark Bite got you lookin' like shark bait
You wasn't doing nothing with it so we took the food up off ya plate
I'm on the edge of the water looking up to the moon
I'm tired of moving weight I wanna escape and take a trip soon
Ever since that day a nigga been hell of a paranoid
Like you tweaking off the pack it's too strong like steroids
Yeah you claiming it's that loud but it ain't making no noise
She ready to fuck with a boss she tired of fucking with lil boys
I got smarter I got wiser I got quieter with the grooves
Everything ain't for the world to see I ain't got to post my moves
Who flexing for these niggas or these bitches I'm confused
When I touch my first million, I want it thin in all blues
They say we don't ever see them we just hear them by his voice
I play the background nigga so that's ya only fucking choice
I'm extravagant you know these ladies know my name of course
And I was still him when I was shooting jumpers on the court
I'm smoking owe gooey butter cake straight out the pound
I do a celebration dance every time it touchdown
My cuz say he went to the future and seen me on Billboard 100
I'm like you sure? Cuz that sound like a whole lotta money
Everyday ain't sunny sometimes these skies turn grey
I'm Digital Trapping making it happen I'm working on a bad day
They say Black you doing good you too hard on yourself
But if I don't who gone push me to the edge nobody else
Instead of music let's just say this here the sound track to my life
Like I lived this shit before I swear to God I did it twice
Deja vu in my head I knew something wasn't right
Light years ahead of niggas I'm out of mind I'm out of sight gone
Why you flexing with the packs, buddy you a small timer
Pissy yellow colored stones in my ear I might blind them
They be staring at my feet like goddamn where'd you find them
Smoking Shark Bite got you lookin' like shark bait
You wasn't doing nothing with it so we took the food up off ya plate
I'm on the edge of the water looking up to the moon
I'm tired of moving weight I wanna escape and take a trip soon
Ever since that day a nigga been hell of a paranoid
Like you tweaking off the pack it's too strong like steroids
Yeah you claiming it's that loud but it ain't making no noise
She ready to fuck with a boss she tired of fucking with lil boys
I got smarter I got wiser I got quieter with the grooves
Everything ain't for the world to see I ain't got to post my moves
Who flexing for these niggas or these bitches I'm confused
When I touch my first million, I want it thin in all blues
They say we don't ever see them we just hear them by his voice
I play the background nigga so that's ya only fucking choice
I'm extravagant you know these ladies know my name of course
And I was still him when I was shooting jumpers on the court
I'm smoking owe gooey butter cake straight out the pound
I do a celebration dance every time it touchdown
My cuz say he went to the future and seen me on Billboard 100
I'm like you sure? Cuz that sound like a whole lotta money
Everyday ain't sunny sometimes these skies turn grey
I'm Digital Trapping making it happen I'm working on a bad day
They say Black you doing good you too hard on yourself
But if I don't who gone push me to the edge nobody else
Instead of music let's just say this here the sound track to my life
Like I lived this shit before I swear to God I did it twice
Deja vu in my head I knew something wasn't right
Light years ahead of niggas I'm out of mind I'm out of sight gone
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Writer(s): Joshua Ross
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